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In the privacy of his room, a lonely man retrieves a dirty sock from his ex's drawer, the scent of their shared past still lingering. He tentatively brings it to his nose, inhaling deeply, his cock stirring. With a determined look, he unzips his jeans, his hard dick springing free. He strokes it slowly, the friction building as he rubs the sock against his sensitive tip. His breath hitches as he imagines his ex's touch, his strokes becoming faster, more urgent. His body tenses, and with a final, desperate thrust, he comes, his load filling the sock, a mix of satisfaction and regret washing over him.